"A couple of minutes," he promised."Okay," I replied, leaning up, before adding the double entendre, "much longer and I may explode." I'm doing the be...t I can," he said, knowing from years of travelling that when I say I have to pee... I have to pee.My son began bucking his ass up, fucking me now, making me tremble and gasp, "Oh, God." The car stop is in two miles," Alex said, pointing to a sign."So close," I replied, again a double meaning to my words, as I desperately tried to come without. Parintii mei si ai lui Tiberiu erau vecini - locuiam pe aceeasi scara – se cunosteau de mult si erau oarecum prieteni. Probabil ca mama observase apatia in care ma izolasem si o rugase pe mama lui Tiberiu sa ma invite si pe mine la ziua lui, sperand sa ma urneasca din inertie. S-a infuriat rau de tot cand i-am spus ca am refuzat invitatia:- Iulia… o sa te duci la petrecere, nici nu discut! O sa te duc eu cu forta daca tu nu vrei! Esti nebuna??? N-ai prieteni, n-ai prietene… nu-ti place nimic,. I wasn't married and had no children, so this didn't especially bother me, although the frequent moves did keep these conditions from ever changing. I dated when the opportunities arose but, before I could get close to anyone, it was always time to move on.About five years ago, I was working a short term stint as a plant manager at a facility in rural West Virginia and living in a company owned house located in a fairly affluent area several miles from the factory. The area around my residence. He only wants to work one case at a time and then only when he feels like it. The rest of his time he spends lying on his ass, giving out legal advice for a fee, over the internet.Joe is in his fifties with a balding head. His hair is completely gone in the front. He has one of those Donald Trump comb-overs that polite people smile about but never mention. Joe could be far more imposing and probably more attractive to women if he'd just let the hair thing go. Fuck, it's the twenty-first century.